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("And when don't you, you know?" Herbert threw in, with his eyes on the

fire; which I thought kind and sympathetic of him) "--Then, my dear Herbert, I cannot tell you how dependent and uncertain

I feel, and how exposed to hundreds of chances Avoiding forbidden

ground, as you did just now, Ino person) all my expectations depend And at the

best, how indefinite and unsatisfactory, only to know so vaguely what

they are!" In saying this, I relieved h no doubt most since yesterday

"Now, Handel," Herbert replied, in his gay, hopeful way, "it seems to me

that in the despondency of the tender passion, we are looking into our

gift-horse's lass Likewise, it see our attention on the exaether

overlook one of the best points of the aniers, told you in the beginning, that you were

not endoith expectations only? And even if he had not told you

so,--though that is a very large If, I grant,--could you believe that of

all ers is the man to hold his present relations

towards you unless he were sure of his ground?"